No words. No passion.
No fear. No emotion.
No questions. No answers.
I’d rather [bad word] oblivious to what’s going on.
I’d like to go…

Let the clouds roll.
Not the first time when I go.
At the first sight I was so.
Let the flowers grow.
Here’s the course I never knew.
Who really cares what is in bloom?..

I’ll never jump that far.
It’s too high.
But I’ve been dreaming about it all the time.
Burning my doubts... 
Burning my doubts...

Let the clouds roll!
Let the flowers grow!

No words. No passion.
No fear. No emotion.
No questions. No answers.
I’d like to believe I never knew…
I never knew how to…

…let my fingers draw.
Here’s the course I never choose too.
Let the wind blow.
What a beautiful sound!
Help me [bad word] a burning my doubts!
burning my doubts...
burning my doubts...
burning my doubts!..

No! Wait! No! Stop it!..
This is what kills me.
I’d better live as I got used to.